Luyện nghe bài hát Cell Therapy

When the scene
Young girls thirteen old
Expose to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got mo' stretch marks these hoes
they got rank
See ain't in this new world order
Dem experimenting in Atlanta,
Nations, overseas
Trained to do search and seize

Ain't knocking or
Dem coming for niggas me
Po' trash, like they
Tricks like her back in
camps lace with gas pipes lines
Inferno's outdoors they had back
When Adolf Hitler was living in
to me now, believe me
Later on in the look it up

they say it? Ain't no more constitution
In the event of a war
Places like operation Hotel
Moments tear until air vents seat off despair
Dem say expect no
you should be my least worries got to deal with
Where my W-2's,
Unmarked helicopters swoop down
And try to put missiles in

Who's peeking in my window
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that peeking in my window
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Me and my family moved in our complex
A gate with the serial code was put up
The claim this community is so drug free
But it look that way to me 'cuz I can see
The young bloods out at the sto 24/7
Junkies looking for a hit of the blo', it's

Oh, you know else they tryin' to do
a curfew especially for me and you
The traces of the new order
Time is getting if we don't get prepared
People it's be a slaughter
My mind won't me to not be curious
My folk understand so they don't take it serious
But now and then, I wonder
If the gate was put up to keep out or to keep our ass in

that peeking in my window
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Who's that in my window
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Listen up little niggaz I'm to you
About what yo little ass to be going through
I fall a victim too and I know I smoke so much
But I do with the crew everybody on the 'bout 4 or 5
I'm lucky to be alive at sunrise now I the cost
After I lost my best friend Bean I recognize as a
Who am I to tell you to stop
Now you're open to and colds
And ain't 16 years old, this shit has got to
Let's take a walk detox

I want outta hold, I'm in a cell under attack
Loc up folks in the hood, got an eye on every move
I make open your face to info you ain't
'Cuz kept low how the new world plan
Reeks the planet the black man
So what's your angle, try to separate me from the
Is disrespect coming in my home and not
your feet on tha rug
The Citron Absolut has got me bucking no with no phony
Lookout for the man with tha and the white pony

On my are bills staying off my toes always on my heels
Insane, plain, coming in the dark by plane
To the new system by reign
Tag my skin your computer chip
Run your over tha scanner to buy you dish now
No more fishing for your
Kiss tha days of tha old past ways gone
Mind blown, conception,
My name on selections but I caught you coming, pow

Who's that peeking in my
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that peeking in my window
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Who's peeking in my window
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Who's that in my window
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